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Hailing from Brisbane, Australia, The Francis Wolves deliver a sound that Triple J’s Dom Alessio refers to as ‘the soundtrack to big wave surfing…in hell’. An instrumental funk juggernaut that brings together a melting pot of genres. It’s a fuzzed out wall-of-sound with ferocious horns and a brooding rhythm section. There’s ominous organ and infectious congas. It’s a hot mess. A funky hot mess. Their most recent second album, recorded in Brisbane and mastered in Hamburg, Germany by Fabian Tormin (Biffy Clyro, The Kills, Kurt Vile, Lee Ranaldo) delves deeper into more dark and ominous territory than their debut managed. It’s a more mature offering from the Francis Wolves pulling no punches musically. The record tells a story of hardship, grit and determination…and it does so, without any words. So get on board and get yourself to the dancefloor. You won’t regret it. It's The Francis Wolves